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THE CAPTAIN
OF the KANSAS
By LOUIS TRACY,
Author uf "The Wlnjjuftht Mornlni1." "The PIIUrofLlfht," lie.
COPYRIGHT. 1000. BY EDWARD J, CLODE
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In tin's story of danger and
hardship, cheerfully borna and
courageously met by tho brave
captain of the Kansas and the
sweetheart whose loi'e lightened
his burdens when his vessel
picked out a path for herself
through the perilous reefs of the
South American coast, tho au
thor of "The Wings of the Morn
ing" and "The Pillar of Light"
justifies his reputation its a J
writer of absorbingly interesting
talcs of love und adventure. The J
brave navigator and his sweet- I
heart learned the stern meaning )
of hardship and danger on the
Kansas. In the end, however,
with the telegraph lever set for
"full speed ahead," tho ship
sailed out of tho difficulties
which storm and rocky coast
and savage man had set in her
path.
I
CIIAPTEH I.
THINK I shall enjoy this trip."
purred. Isobel Muring, nestling
comfortably among tlie cush
ions ot her deck clinlr. A stew
ard was arranging tea for tno'nt it
small table. The Kunsns, with placid
hum of engines, was tpecdlug evenly
through an azure tea.
"I agree with that opinion most
heartily, though, to be suie, so much
depends on the weather," replied her
friend, KIMe Mimcll, rising to pour
out the tea. Already the brisk sea
breeze had kissed tho Chilean pallor
from Klslc's face, which had regained
its Unglislt peach bloom. Isolwl Bar
ing's complexion was tinged with tho
warmth of a pomegranate. At sea,
even In the blue I'acllle, she carried
with her tho suggestion of u tropical
garden.
"I never gave ,a thought to tho
weather," purred Isobel again ns sho
subsided more deeply Into the cush
ions. "Let us hoia such a blissful state
of mind may bo Justlflcd. Itut you
know, dear, wo may run Into n dread
ful galo beforo wo reach tho strait."
t Isobel laughed.
"All tho better!" sho cried. "People
tell mo I n'ni a moat fascinating In
alld I look like a creamy orchid.
And what luck to have n chum so dis
interested ns you where n lot of nice
men nro concerned! What havo I
dono to deserve It? Because you are
really channlug, you know."
"Docs that mean that you have al
ready discovered n lot of nice men on
board?"
l'jsle handed her friend n cup of tea
and a pinto of toast.
"Naturally. 'While you were moon
ing over tho lights and tints of tho
Andes I kept nu eye both eyes, tu
fact on our compulsory acquaintances
of tho next three weeks. To begin
with, there's the captain."
"He is good looking, certainly. Some
what reserved, I fancied."
"Itcscrvedl" Isobel showed nil her
flue teeth In a smile. Incidentally she
took n satisfactory bite out of a squaro
of toast "I'll t.oon shako tlr rcscrvo
out of him. Ho Is mine. You will seo
him play pet dog long beforo we meet
that terrlblo galo of yours."
"Isobel, you promised your father"
"To look after iny health during the
voyage. Vo you think I Intend only to
Bleep, cat and read novels nil the way
to London? Then indeed I should be
111. Itut thero Is a French count on
the ship. Ho Is mine too."
"You mean to llnd safety In num
bers?" "Oh, thero are others. Of courso I
am suro of my little count. lie twist
ed his mustache with such nn ulr wheu
I skidded past him In the companion
way I am suro 31. le Comto Ldouard
.de Polnclllt will do our l'cncU far
more good than a courso In Mo-
Here."
"Am I to bo Included In tho lessons?
'And you actually know tho man's
uamo already?"
"Read It on his luggage, dear girl.
lie hag such a lot. Seo If ho doesn't
wear three different colored shirts for
.breakfast, luuch and tea. And, If you
rcfuso to help, who is to tako euro of
' le p'tlt Hdouard while I give the cop-
'..tain a trot round? Don't look cross;
''-there's a darling!"
4- "Now, Isobel, that does not matter
""a bit in Valparaiso, where you aro
.known, but In Paris and London"
polite. Tut, tut, us und Mijn when Be
cnu't swenr lieforo ladles. I shan't
make the running for you any more."
Lisle drummed nil Impatient foot on
the deck. Tliele was n llltlo pause.
Isobel closed her eyes lazily, but she
opened them again when she heard
her fileud ray: ,
"I niu sorry If 1 seem crotchety,
dear. Indeed. It Is no pretense on ni)
part. You cannot Imagine how that
man Veiitaua , persecuted me. The
nieio suggestion of uuy one's paying
me compliments mid trjlug to Ik; fas.
dilating Is so repellent that I cringe
at the thought."
Isobel llarlng raised her head from
the cushions, "
"Vcntniin was it determined wooer,
then? What did he do?" she asked.
"He he pestered me with his atten
tions. Oh, 1 should have liked tu flog
him with it whip!"
"Ho was always that sort of person
too serious." And the head dropped
ngalj.
Tho steward returned. Ho was n
half caste. Ills Lugllsh was to the
point.
"De capt'ln say he busy, lie no come,"
was his iiics:igi.
LUIe'H display of Irrltatlou vanished
in it merry laugh, lrobel bounced up
from tho depth.t of the ihalr. Her
dark eyes blared wnithfully. '
"Toll him" she began.
Then she mastered her annoyance
sutllcicntly to nscertnln what It was
that Captain Courteiiay had actually
said, and she received n courteous ex
planation lu Sp'iutsh that tho com
mander could not leave the chart houso
until the Knnsas had rounded tho low
lying, red lined Cape Cariiiiiulllii, which
still barred the ship's path to the t,outh,
the first stage of the long voyage front
Valparaiso to London.
Itut pertinacity was n marked trait
of the Itarlng family. Otherwise Isa
bel's fiithc, it bluff, churchwarden
typu of liiau, would not hate won his
wr.y to the chief place lit tho firm of
n.trlng, Thompson, Miguel & Co., min
ing mid export ngents, the leading
houso In Chile's principal port. Not
withstanding KIsle'R previous outburst
the stewnrd was tcnt back to nsk if
tho ladles might visit the bridge later.
Meanwhile would Captain Court enny
like n cup of tea? All things consid
ered, there was only ono possible an
swer. Captain Courteiiay would be
charmed It they favored hint with
both the ten and their company.
"I thought so!" cried Isobel trium
phantly. "Come on, Elsie! Let us climb
it'.
,j "wucre l mean o no equally wen
jlrnnwn. It Is ft nnssnnrt to smart suet.
,irr : ,. " . ::.. ,'.:: ;-:
iUlJ IV uv u liiuu iiaijuu. OlUIUIU
give my compliments to Captain Cour-
r.tenay and say that Miss Maxwell and
f Mlss Daring bopo he will favor them
jL.wlth his company to tea."
j Elsie's bright, eager face flushed
lightly. Sho leaned forward, with a
tertaln squaring of tho shoitders, be-
lug a determined young person in some
respects.
"For once I shall lot you off," she
said lit n low voice. "So I glvo you
fair warning, Isobel I must not be
"f Included In Impromptu Invitations of
.thut kind."
'Good gracious! I only meant to be
If A H tm
Captain Courtena.
tho ladder of conquest. The steward
will bring tho tea things. The chart
house is Just splendid. It will provide
a refuge when the count becomes too
pressing."
Thcru was n tlglilenlng of Hole's lips
to which Isobel paid no heed. The Im
minent protest was left unspoken, for
CourJcnay's voice enmo to them:
"PleuMi hold on by tho rail. If a
foot vera to slip on ono of thoso brass
treads the remainder of tho day would
be a compound ot tears and sticking
plaster."
(lathering her skirts daintily In her
left hand, Isobel tripped up tho steep
stairs. Llblo followed. Courteiiay, who
had tho manner and semblance of
tho first lieutenant of a warship, stood
outside a haven of plate glass, shining
mahogany and white paint. Tho wood
work ot tho deck was scrubbed until
It had the color of new bread. An of
ficer paced tho bridge. A sailor with
In tho chart house held tho small
wheel of tho steam steering gear
Somewhat to Isobcl's surprlso nelthet
man seemed to bu nwaro of her pres
ence. "So this is your den?" sho Bald,
throwing her birdlike glance over the
bright 'interior before she gave the
commander a look which was designed
to bewitch him Instantly. "Surely you
don't sleep hero too?"
"Ob, no! This rosin is tho brain of
the ship, Miss llarlng. Wo nro always
wide nwako here. My quarters nre
farther aft. I think I can find n chair
for you If you care to lilt down while
I havo my tea."
The captain led :he wiiy to u rpa
tfcms cabin behind the chart hoUEO.
"I hope you don t wind tho ibulrt
being secured to the deck," ho said,
taking off his lint. "So far above;
sea line, you know, everything that Is
loose comes to grief when tho Bhlp
rolls."
"Then what becomes of your photo
graphs?" fcmniiiled Isobel promptly,
her quick eyes having discovered the
pictures of two ladles In silver frames
on n writing table.
"I tako rare to put them nwny.
There Is 'always plenty of wanting.
No ordinary sea can trouble n big hulk
tike the Kansas."
"Is that our mother, the dear old
lady lit the lace cap?"
"Yes, and tho other Is my sister."
"Oh, really Is sho married?"
"No. Like me, sho Is wedded to her
profession."
"Will you think It rude if I ask what
that Is?"
"She Is a hospital nurso the ma
tron. Indeed, of n public Institution In
the suburbs of London."
Isolwl tilled n cup of tea, nsked If
Captain Courteiiay took milk uhd sug
ar and said demurely, with n sip of n
spoonful:
"Let mo sec If I can guess your
tastes."
Llsle's blue eyes assumed n deeper
nhade. Men might like that kind of
thing, but she" felt that her face and
neck would 1h poppy red In another
moment. Thus far she had not ad
dressed a word to Courteiiay, though
by his manner he had Included her In
the conversation. She now resolved to
break lu on the attack which Isobel
was beginning with tho adroitness of
a skilled campaigner. And she, too,
could use her eyes to advantago when
sho chose.
"What a curious library you have,
Captain Courtcnay," she said, looking
not at him, but at a row of books
fitting closely Into a small case
over tho writing table "Shakespeare,
the 'Pilgrim's Progress,' Montaigne's
essays, Herbert Spencer, 'Goethe's
Lite ny i.cwcs; Marcus Aurcllus, Mar
tial, Wordsworth, The Egoist,' Tho
rcau, Hazlltt and 'Mttford's Tales of
Old Japan!' Where have I heard or
read of that particular galaxy of stars
beforo?"
"Go on. You aro on the right track,"
cried Courtcnay, setting down the tea
cup and hastening to Elsie's side. Sho
was leaning on the table, reading the
titles of the books. The motive of
her exclamation was merged now lu
tho fine ardor ot the book lover. Sho
had an unconscious trick ot placing tho
forefinger of her right baud on her
lips when deeply engaged In thought
Elegant as Isobel llarlng might be In
her studied poses, Elsie need fear no
comparison, ns sho examined tho con
tents of the bookcase with eager at
tention. "Wo have actually hit upon a topic
that should prove Inexhaustible," con
tinued Courtenay. "Relievo me, Miss
Max well, 'that Is my pet subject. Mora
than once, needing a listener, I have
oven lectured my loug suffering ter
rier, Joey, on tho point"
Isobel laughed softly. The two,
standing In front of the bookcase, start
ed apart with a sudden consciousness
that they wcro speaking unguardedly,
for Isobel's mirth had mockery lu
it "there was a laughing devil Id her
sneer."
'.'By the way, where Is Joey?" she
SBked.
The dog answered her question by
appearing, with a stretch and a yawn,
from beneath a bunk. Ho bad heard
his namo lu Courtcnay "s voice. That
sufficed for Joey at any time.
"You darling! You must have slept
with ono eye open," said Elsie, stoop
ing to pat him.
"Oh, tako carol" cried iBobcl. '"He
may bite you."
"Not hel When you see that wistful
look In a dog's eyes, havo no fear. He
wants to speak then. You won't bite
me, will you, dear?" And Elsie sank
on ono kneo to stroko Joey's white
coat, whereupon Joey tried to lick her
face.
"Between tho library and the cap
tain's dog you aro Installed as a prime
favorite on board the Kansas," com
mented Isobel. Tho other clrl rose
hurriedly. Sho had caught io touch
of malice In the smooth voice.
"Captain Courtcnay Is too polite to
remind us that wo are intruders," she
said lightly. "We forget that be Is
busy. Joey, candidly canine, did not
try to hide his feelings."
Isobel swung her chair round to face
tho door.
"This is qulto the best place In the
ship," she said. "I am very comforta
ble, thank you. PJcase don't send us
away, captain."
Before Courtenay could answer the
officer of tho watch looked In.
"Capo Caraumllla bearing sou'west
ot the Buel rock, sir," ho announced
and vanished again.
"Don't hurry," said Courtenay, tak
ing up his cap. "I must lcavo you for
a few minutes."
He was gone, with Joey at his heels,
and there was n brief silence.
"Really, Isobel, we should go back
on deck," urged Elsie uneasily. Al
ready she half regretted tho Impulse
which led her to Intervene In ber
friend's special hobby.
"I like that. I didn't credit you with
such guile, Elsie Maxwell. You snap
up my sice captain beneath my very
nose and coolly propose that I should
vacate tho battlefield. Oh, dear, no!
I can't talk literature, but I can flirt,
and I have not finished with Arthur
yet by a long chalk."
Isobel leaned back In her chair. She
was insolently conscious of her su
perior attractions. Was sho not the
richest heiress in Valparaiso? Had
not her father chartered this ship?
And was not Elsie even now flying
from an unwelcome suitor? Bhe'knew
full well that her friend would resent
tho slightest semblanco of lovemak
Ing on the part of any man on board.
Already her astonishment at Elsie's
unlookcd for vivacity was yielding to
the humor of meeting such a rlral.
The count might servo ns a foil, but
tho real quarry now was the captain.
That very night there would be a
moon. And tho sea was calm ns a
sheltered lake.
Suddenly they both heard an excit
ed bark from the dog and the quirk'
rush of feet nloug tho deck) Cotirtc
nay's voice reached them with a new
and startling note in it.
"Stop that!" he shouted.
There was nn Instant's pause. Their
alert ears caught the sounds of a dis
tant scuffle. Then n pistol shot Jarred
the peaceful drone of the ship.
"Sheer off, thero!" roared Courtenay
again. "Next time 1 shoot to kill!"
With terror In their eyes, with
blanched cheeks, they rushed to tho
door and pooped out. Courtcnay was
not to be seen, but tho ollleer ot tho
Elite.
watch was swinging himself over tho
canvas shield of tho bridge. Ho dis
appeared. .Joes-, barking furiously,
trotted Into view and ran back again.
Creeping forward, they saw the stolid
sailor within tho chart houso squint at
tho compass and give tho wheel a
slight turn. That was reassuring. Yet
another timorous pace, nud through
tho curving window they could dis
cern Courtcnay .holding a revolver In
his right hand, but behind his back.
Even In tlijCL alarm they realized
that nothing very terrible would hap
pen now. But Why had the shot been
fired, nnd what had given that tense
ring to Courtcnay's threat?
Venturing a little farther, they gain
ed the bridge., On the main deck, a
long way beneath, near an, open batch,
half casta Chilean was lying on his
back. He had evidently been wound
ed. Blood was flowing front his leg.
It smeared tho white deck. Tho officer
who hud climbed down so speedily
from the brldgo was 'directing two oth
er men how ip Jlft, him. ,Closo by
the chief oflltcr, ' Mr. Boyle, was
stanching a deep cut on his chin with
a handkerchief.' At the samo time ho
curtly ordered off such deck hands and
stewards as caiuo running forward, at
tracted by the disturbance.
Tho girls wero gazing wldo eyed at
this somewhat unnerving scene when
Courtcuny approached.
"Better go below," bo-said quietly.
"I am sorry this troublo should havo
happened, at tho beginning of tho voy
age too. I hope It' will not upsfc you.
That rascally Chilean tried to kulfo
Mr. Boyle, and thoso other black
guards were ready to Bldo with him.
I hnd to shoot quick and straight to
show them I meant what I said."
"Is he dead?" asked Isobel, with a
contemptuous coolness as to the fato
of tho mutineer which Courtenay
found admirable.
"Not a bit of It. Fired at his legs.
Only a flesh wound, I fancy."
"Poor wretchl" murmured 'Elsie.
"Was there no other way?"
"There is only ono wny of dealing
with that sort of skunk," was tho
gruff answer. Tho pity in her volco
Implied a condemnation ot his act.
Ho resented it, and so It camo to pass
that neither tho library nor tho moon
had power to draw tho captain of tho
Kansas to tho promenade deck that
night
CHAPTER II.
DR. CHRISTOBAL brought some
I additional details to the din
ner table. He was not tho
ship's doctor. Tho Kansas,
built for freight rather than passen
gers, did not carry n Burgeon on ber
roll. Dr. Chrlstobal's presence was
due to Mr. Baring's solicitude in his
daughter's behalf. It chanced that the
courtly and gray haired Spanish phy
sician bad relinquished his practice lu
Chile and was about to pay a loug
promised visit to a married daughter
In Barcelona. Friendship, not unaided
by a good fee, Induced him to travel
by the Kansas.
He bad been called on to attend Mr.
Boylo and the wounded Chilean, and
he reported now that tho chief officer's
Injury was trifling, but the Chilean's
wound might Incnpacltato him during
tho remainder ot tho voyage.
"So far as I can gather," be said,
"Mr. Boylo had a narrow escape. Cap
tain Courtenay fired as tho kulfo fell;
otherwlso our first mato would have
attended his own funeral this even
ing." "What was tho cause of tho"atfalrJ"
Isobel asked.
"The roan Is not ono of the ship's
crow, I understand. His namo Is
Frascucio, and It appears that ho was
engaged to placo some bunker coal
aboard early this morning. Ho suys
that ho was drugged and his' clothes
stolen, that ho came off to tho ship at
a lute hour and that some one flung
him headlong Into a bold which, luck
ily for blm, was nearly full of cotton
bales. He was stunned by tho fall,
and were It not for 'Captain Courts
nay's custom ot hnving all hatches
taken off and a thorough examination
of tho cargo made before the holds
aro flnnlly battened down for thu voy
age Frascucio might now bo In n tight
placo In mora than ono sense."
Dr. Chrlstobal was proud of bis
Idiomatic English. He spoko tho lan
guage with tho careless freedom of n
Londoner.
"Frascucio taenia to hnvc passed nn
eventful day," ha 1,1 the llltlo French
count, who had liceit waiting anxious
ly for a chniico to Join hthe comcrsn
tlon. "But why should he want to kill
poor Mr. Boylo?" inquired Isobel after
giving thu Frenchman nn encouraging
glance. Incidentally sho smiled at EI-.
sic'. "Why puzzle one's brnlus over
foreign tongues -when all the world
speaks English?" sho telegraphed.
"Mr. Boylo Is n peculiar person,"
said tho doctor dryly. "I happen to
havo known him during; porno years.
You and t mlght'egnrd him' ns n man
of few words, but ho has acquired n
wonderful vocabulary for tho benefit
of Bailor men. I bollcvo ho can swear
In every known lingo. Ills nccom
pllshmcut lit that direction no doubt
annoyed Frascucio, who became frail
tic when he heard that the ship would
not call nt any South American port.
I Imagine, too, that tho unfortunate
fellow Is still suffering from tho drug
which, ho says, was administered to
him. Anyhow, you know how the nf
fair tcruiluatcd."
"I, for one, think some consideration
might havo been shown him," Bald
Elsie.
"Thero is no time for argument when
a Chilean draws n knife, Miss Max
well." "But if his story Is truo"
"There never yet was n stowaway
who did not Invent a plausible yarn.
Nevertheless I believe, and Mr. Boylo
agrees with me, that tho man Is not
lying."
They felt tho Bhlp swing around on
a new course, nud the rays of tho set
ting sun lit up tho salon tnblo through
tho open starboard ports.
"Due south now, ladles!" cried Dr.
Chrlstobal cheerily. "Wo havo rounded
Capo Cardoncs. We practically follow
the seventy -sixth degree until wo ap
proach Evangellstns Island. Thus far
wo nre In tho open sea. Then wo pick
our way through tho strait discovered
by that daring Portuguese, Fernando
do Magallunes. If I ant not mistaken,"
ho added, glancing through tho port
windows, "wo shall all havo our stam
ina tested before twenty-four hours
havo passed."
Heads wero turned and necks craned
to see what had Induced this unexpect
ed prophecy. Behind tho distant coast
lino tho Inner giants ot tho Andes
throw heavenward their rugged out
lines, with many a penk and glacier
glinting In vivid colors agnlnst'n sky'
so clear and bluo that they seemed
strangely near.
"Yes, this wonderful ntmosphcro of
ours Is enchanting," said tho doctor
when assailed by a ebons ot doubts.
"But It carries its deceptive smiles
too far. Tho very beauty of the cor
dlllcra is a sign of storm. I am sorry
to bo a croaker, yet wo nro running
Into a galo."
"I shall ask tho captain," pouted
Isobel, rising.
Tho count twisted bis mustache. Ho
knew thut both ludlcs wcro lit tho for
bidden territory of tho brldgo when
tho fraens occurred.
"You perhaps aro it good sailor," said
he, addressing Elsie.
"I am afraid to boast," she nnswer
ed. "I havo boon in what was called
a No. S gale, whatever that may mean,
and weathered it splendidly, but I am
older now."
"It cannot havo been long ago, seeing
that you recall It so exactly."
"It was bIx years ugo, and I was
seventeen then," said Elsie, her eyes
wandering to tbo purplo and gold of
the faroff mountains.
"But you aro English. You aro there
fore at homo on tho rolling deep," mur
mured M. do Polnclllt confidentially.
Sho did not endeavor to Interpret his
expressive glance, though ho seemed
to convey more than ho said.
"Not so much at home at sea as you
aro in my language," she replied, and
sho turned to Dr. Chrlstobal, whom
sho had already known slightly In
Valparaiso.
"Aro you coming on deck?" she In
quired. "I am suro you aro a mine ot
Information on Chile, and I want to
extract some ot tho oro whlta tho land
is still visible. It Is already assuming
tho semblance ot a dream."
"You aro not saying a last farewell
to Valparaiso, I bopo," said her elderly
companion as they quitted tbo salon.
"I think so. I havo no tics there
save thoso ot sentiment I shall not
return unless, If a doubtful tortuno
permits, I am uble soma day to rovlslt
two graves which aro dear to me."
There was a llttlo catch In her voice,
and tho doctor was far 'too sympa
thetic to endeavor forthwith to divert
her sad thoughts.
"I know your father," bo said gen
tly. "Ho was a most ndmirablo man.
but quite uusultcd to tho environment
of a now country, whero tho dollar Is
god, nnd on unstablo deity at that , Ho
was swindled outrageously by men
who stnnd high In tho community to
day. But you, Miss Maxwell, with
your knowledge of Spanish and your
other acquirements, should do better
hero than In Europe, provided, that is,
you mean to earn your own living."
"I nm proud to hear you speak well
of my father," sho snld. "And I nm
well nwaro that ho was badly treated
In business. I fear, too, that his ad
vocacy at tho rights of thp Indians
brought him Into disfavor. Of all his
possessions the only remnant left to
mo Is a barreu mountain, with n sllci
of fertile valley, In tho Qulllotu dis
trict. It yields mo tho magnlfstent
revenuo of $200 per annum."
(Continued Next Saturday)
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Home Product
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AT ALL GROCERS.
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